...sharing your riding lesson with five teenage girls on work experience from the agricultural college, is that you and your friend look much more confident and experienced, and are much better behaved, and end up feeling very superior... I even cantered with no stirrups today. Actually, that's OK, it's coming back to trot (very bouncy without stirrups) that's a bit scary... We have a new teacher for a while, she's very good. She tells you all the things you're doing really well, before slipping in the little bit of advice on what you could do better. Suddenly I feel like a real horse rider, as opposed to a sack of potatoes on a horse. Have to confess, my friend stopped partly on a cycle lane to drop me off once we were back in York. But I can forgive a black MGB with V8, leather seats and walnut dash almost anything. Oh, the sound it makes!